The Princess hasn’t cooperated in therapy her last two sessions. Both times, we’ve wasted our therapist’s time and our money. She is going through a lot and has decided she must seize control of all situations in whatever ways she can. We’ve tried all the therapeutic techniques we can, but little seems to be helping lately. After her therapy session last week, I talked with our therapist. I knew we couldn’t make The Princess participate. I also knew the therapist wasn’t going to keep seeing her if she didn’t start working again.
Because we’ve been struggling, and because some of The Princess’ struggles have been public, community-based services were ramped up for her and for me this month. She is considered “at risk.” This means a couple of social workers are involved in our lives. One of them saw her for an hour yesterday. This social worker told The Princess that if she didn’t start cooperating in therapy, she wouldn’t be able to go to therapy any more. (Yeah. I heard you say, “UGH” just like I said it when she GLEEFULLY told me last night that she wouldn't have to go to therapy anymore, looking at me with a face that screamed, “Ha!”)
You know, there is a reason I didn’t tell The Princess about this option. She NEEDS to work on some things. I need help for her. And I limit options I know are not good for her.
So, I talked. I explained that her behavior lately was very concerning to me, her Dad, her brothers, and to our therapist and the social workers. I explained that is why these people want to see her more often right now. I explained why we have a medicine check appointment next week. I explained that working through these things now, while she was young, was much better than trying to work through them later when she’s older. I reminded her how adults behave who have unresolved issues. I reminded her that she’s been hurt and that we can’t just bury that hurt inside – that it comes out in places like at the restaurant the other night and at the zoo last month. I told her we all loved her and wanted the best for her. I told her God loved her and had given us both some pretty specific instructions about how to behave with one another. I also told her that I would not allow quitting therapy to be an option. We would still do it, one way or another.
If you happen think of us, would you say a prayer for us from time-to-time? Pray for The Princess' therapy appointment next week, as well as her med check appointment. Pray she cooperates. Pray for wisdom for me on how best to handle things with her. I still have much to learn.